Gemotions

He stared at the photo of the house on Evergreen Drive, a feeling of desolation creeping over him. The image was too perfect, too polished, to resemble the house he knew. He felt a profound sense of distance, a quiet ache that resonated in his chest.

He thought of the holidays, the laughter, the warmth. Now, just strangers would enjoy those spaces. He felt a crushing weight, a feeling of being utterly alone.

He made some coffee and sat by the window in his apartment, watching the city below. The cars drove by, going somewhere, while he remained rooted in place.